Mary's Story Ch. 03

I was awoken in the morning by a hand forcibly grabbing me by my hair and another by my right arm. Before I knew what was happening to me, I was being dragged from the tiny room in which I had spent the night and back into my Master's bedroom then forcibly bent over the side of his bed. My wrists were quickly secured behind my back by the leather cuffs I still wore. Then Master spoke in an angry voice.

"When I tell you I will come for you I expect to find you on your knees waiting for me. Not lying down still asleep. You will be punished for this disobedience."

It was then I felt the first hard slap of the crop on my right ass cheek, and then followed quickly by another on my left and still another hard slap. Soon my ass was reeling in pain from Master's strokes. He easily landed ten to twelve heavy blows to each of me two ass cheeks. I knew I would not be sitting without feeling pain for several days.

When Master was finished with my punishment, my wrists were released.

"Stand in the middle of the room and do not speak," Master said.

I stood as directed before Master again spoke to me.

"You have disappointed me. I thought that you showed great promise. Yet you failed to be waiting for me when I came for you this morning. For that you have been punished."

Master continued to pace the room in front of me still holding the crop. Then he began speaking again.

"I need to go out this morning for several hours. I expect to find you kneeling in the foyer awaiting my return. While I am gone feel free to remain within the house. You are free to use the bathroom if you have the need over there," he said pointing to the door on the opposite side of the room. "If you are hungry help yourself to any food in the kitchen and fix anything that you find there. If you chose to leave you will find that all of your belongings are still in the closet below the stairs. I will not contact you again if you are gone when I return. If you decide to still be here I will expect that your cunt to be freshly clean shaven. From now on you will perform that task at least once every other day."

With those words Master tossed the crop onto the bed and walked out of the room leaving me standing naked in the room. I stood there for several minutes deciding what I should do. It took several minutes before I realized that I had been set up for failure. The tiny room in which I slept had no windows, only a single mattress on the floor with a blanket. And without a clock or any other way of knowing the time I had no way of knowing it was even morning. And finally even if I had a way to tell the time Master gave no specific time for which I was to expect him to come for me. It was then that I realized that my new Master would not be making this easy for me. And his telling me that he was going to be gone again for several hours, but again not a specific time for his return meant that I was expected to be kneeling in the foyer for at least a couple of hours waiting patiently on my knees for his return. I was not looking forward to that experience.

I also realized that he was still testing my will. By telling me that all my belongings were still in the closet downstairs and I was free to leave if I made the decision to longer desire to be his submissive. I could just go and all this would be over. I knew I had some decisions to make. And with Master being gone for a while it gave me only a few hours in which to make them. But first there were some other things that needed my immediate attention to be taking care of. So I headed off towards the bathroom.

Looking at myself in the mirror I could see the results of last night's handy work on my breasts. They were still very sore and swollen. The tops were red and slightly bruised. Turning to see my ass it was also starting to turn red and sore. I started to search for some cream or ointment to rub onto my abused flesh and did not have to look very hard. There was a small bottle of analgesic ointment sitting right on top of the counter top. I very liberally began rubbing it into my battered breasts and ass cheeks.

Once done in the bathroom I made my way down stairs to the kitchen. At first I was a little self-conscious about walking around a strange home completely naked, but I soon overcame that feeling. If I decided to continue with this journey I knew I would be doing this quite often. As I passed by the closet I paused for a moment to make my decision if I should just take my belongings and go or was I still very committed to see this entire weekend through. I left the closet un-opened and continued to go find the kitchen. I found the kitchen to be very well stocked with several high end appliances and equipped with just about every little handy gadget a person would want in a kitchen. Just off of the kitchen there was a small breakfast nook and a formal dining room just beyond that. I could easily see myself cooking some incredible meals for my Master here in the near future. For now I just found some fruit, juice, and toast to satisfy my hunger for a while.

After eating I decided that I needed to find out a little bit more information about my Master. I decided to spend at little time looking around his home. I had never considered myself to be a snoop in the past, but I felt it was important that I try and learn a little more about the person I was hoping to give most of the control of my life to. So back upstairs I went with feelings of self-consciousness about the fact I was walking about a strange house nearly completely naked accept for the leather wrist and ankle cuffs I still wore completely gone.

I began by looking around the octagonal room I was first brought into the previous night. My first curiosity was why this room had such an unusual shape. Upon closer inspection of each of the walls that were placed where the corners of the room should have been I discovered that each was really a door concealed into the wall. So there were really four secret small rooms that where adjacent to this oddly shaped room. Not surprisingly I found all of the doors to these secret rooms locked.

Next I went back into the master bedroom next door. My first stop was a closer examination of the small room I had spent the night in total darkness within. The room was very small. No more than about five by seven feet. The walls were painted black. What I thought was a mattress that I had slept on was really a large dog bed. My first thought was of how humiliating it was to have been made to sleep on a dog bed. But then remembered I had told my Master he was free to humiliate me.

After exiting that small room that was most likely once a walk in closet for the bedroom I began to explore the rest of the bedroom. The first placed I checked was under the bed remembering my first encounter with the man who had become my Master. Unfortunately for me nothing of real interest was to be found under the bed, just a few seasonal clothing items in under bed storage containers. The drawers in the dresser also proved to only contain clothing and other personal items. The only piece of furniture that held any real mystery was a large steamer trunk place at the foot of the bed. Of course, it too was locked.

There were four other doors to rooms on the upper floor. I tried each one and not to any really surprise again I found them all to be locked. So I headed back downstairs to continue my search for answers about my new Master.

The ground floor consisted mainly of four rooms. There was a kitchen which I had already scene, a formal dining room, a living room, and my Master's office. The kitchen and dining room didn't interest me so a first started in the living room. There was lots of furniture and places to sit. There were two large sofas that faced each other with a table in between them and several other chairs scattered around the room. One wall had a very large fireplace. But overall the room did not look like it was used very much and actually looked almost vacant for its size.

The office was a much different story. It was dark but still had a warm and cozy feel to it. The walls were lined with built in book shelves. I expected to find mostly legal texts of some type. But I also found that my Master had a love for the classics. There were many books from authors I had either read or heard about in my college literature classes. Books by Nathanial Hawthorne, Walden, Thoreau, Melville, and Washington Irving were mixed in amongst the shelves. Others to be found included Mark Twain Tom Sawyer, James Fenimore Cooper Last of the Mohicans, Charles Darwin Origin of Species, and Adam Smith Wealth of Nations. These and many others that I had heard of and many that I had never heard of.

Looking at the large clock on the wall I realized that my Master had been gone now for almost three hours. He said that he would return in several hours. I decided that I would end my search for answers and get ready for Master's return. Back upstairs I went to use the bathroom while I could and give my cunt a fresh shave. Then I would go to the kitchen to get a little more something to eat and then begin my waiting for Master's return.

I waited kneeling on the hard wood floor of the entry foyer for over an hour before the door opened signaling my Master's return.

As he walked past he said, "Follow me upstairs."

Once upstairs Master began to change out of the clothes he was wearing will I knelt on the floor in his bed room. When he finished he said, "Go to the kitchen and make me some lunch, nothing fancy just a sandwich and something to drink. Then bring it to me in the office."

Back down stairs to the kitchen I went. Looking though the refrigerator I found some sliced turkey and cheese. After making a sandwich and grabbing a can of soda from the refrigerator I returned to the office.

While my Master ate I again knelt on the floor awaiting his instructions. When he finished he said, "We have couple of matters to take care of before we begin this afternoons training session. First you have requested that you be given a safe word. For that I have chosen 'auburn' the color of your hair. You are free to use it any time that you want whatever is happening at the moment to stop immediately. In the event that you are gagged at the time you are to shake your head no repeatedly. For the second matter I have decided to name you Pet, from now on you will answer to that name whenever we are alone or whenever you are wearing your collar. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Master."

Then after a brief pause, "Remain here for one hour than come upstairs to find me." Then Master left the office for the stairs.

For the next hour I waited on my knees thinking over the name my Master had chosen for me. Why Pet of all names? I kind of liked it but it was also a little humiliating. Then again I said I wanted humiliation.

After my hour of waiting was finished I ascended the stairs. Upstairs the only door that was open was the one to the octagonal shaped room. At the door way I waited.

"Pet come in and stand there," pointing again to a spot between the two columns where I was secured the night before.

Inside the room there were several pieces of furniture that were not there last night. I guess I now know what was in those secret rooms. A one piece I recognized from my research was a St. Andrew's X-Cross. Another looked like a padded saw horse. A third was a padded bar about eight inches in diameter and close to six feet long supported about three feet above the floor. The padded table from last night was also still there. Laid neatly out on top of it were several items.

The objects on the table included a riding crop, a small and large flogger, and a leather paddle. There was also a very long piece of cotton rope coiled up, two metal clips connected by a short length of small chain, three small weights, and a short length of heavy chain with a padlock.

The first thing that he picked up was the heavy chain and the lock. Wrapping the chain around my neck and then securing it with the lock Master said, "We will be using this as a training collar to help you get use to wearing something around your neck. You will wear this for now to get used to wearing a collar."

Next my wrists were secured to the top ropes on either of both the two columns.

Then he took the long length of rope put the two ends together then ran his hands down the length until reaching where the lengths of the two halves made a loop. He passed the loop behind me on my right side then passed to two ends on my left then though the loop made by the two halves so that he rope went around my entire chest just below my breasts. Next he wrapped the two ends three times around my chest below my breast. Then three more times with the ropes crossing between my breasts in a figure eight pattern as he continued around my chest. Finally he wrapped the rope around the top of my breasts three times. Then he looped the rope around the center of my chest between my breasts pulling all the ropes wrapping around my chest tightly causing my breasts to squeeze together. Then he released my left arm and pulled it to my back and secured it behind me with one end of the rope, then repeated the process with the right arm. I was secured in such a way that if I tried to lower my arms it would just increase the pressure of the rope on my breasts. The result made my breasts stand out even more from my chest.

Next he picked up the short chain with the clips and attached one clip to my right nipple and the other to my left. Then he took the three small weights and attached one weight to each clip and the third he clipped to the chain in the middle. The result of the weights pulled my breasts down and together.

"Kneel down, Pet," Master said.

Carefully I tried to lower myself to my knees without the use of my arms. It took a little effort but I was able to manage. Soon after I reach my kneeling position I heard.

"Pet, now stand up."

I struggled at first to get a leg under me but once again with a little effort I was able to stand. Then I heard, "Pet, kneel."

Master continued with having me kneel and stand without the use of my arms several times. After about the fifth time I was getting very good at it and it started to become much easier.

After several more repetitions of kneeling and then standing without the use of my arms it became quite easy. Then while standing I felt something very cold and hard pressing against my butt hole. Soon I felt it slide inside and my ass close around it.

"This is called an ass hook, Pet," Master said.

Then I felt my arms being pulled down and pressure pushing up in to my bowels. Master had attached a rope to my arms behind my back to the ass hook and pulled it tight. The effect made me have to stand perfectly straight.

"Kneel, Pet."

Once again I carefully tried to lower myself to my knees made much more difficult now.

Then once down on my knees, "Pet, Stand up."

Master again repeated this five times until I could kneel and stand with little effort.

"Now walk around the perimeter of the room."

Walking with a large metal hook in your ass is no easy task. The way that I was bound up forced me to walk with my back straight and my head held high. Each step had to be made slow and deliberate.

After several trips around the perimeter Master said, "Come back and stand in the center again."

"That was very good. You should always walk like that. It shows that you are confident in who you are."

When I returned to the center of the room, "Kneel and look up at your Master," said David.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"My name is Pet."

"Pet, who do you want to belong to?" said Master David.

"I want to belong to you, Master David."

"Are willing to give yourself to him freely?"

"Yes, Master David."

"Then show me."

Master opened his zipper and reached a hand in and removed his cock. Opening my mouth wide I took as much of his shaft into my mouth as I could. Closing my lips around the shaft I began sliding my mouth up and down the shaft faster and faster. With my arms still bound behind me all I could do was bob my head back and forth. Soon it became easiest to bend at the waist moving my whole upper body at the waist as my lips and tongue coated my Master's cock. Soon Master was grasping the back of my head forcing his cock in and out of my mouth. He was fucking my mouth with his cock. In and out he plunged it until I was almost gagging on it before he finally began to come and filled my mouth with his semen. He then withdrew slowly from my mouth as I swallowed his load and then began licking and cleaning the shaft with my tongue. Making sure that not a drop was left to spare.

"Remain here. Do not leave this room. I will be back shortly," Master said as he re-zipped his pants and left the room.

Master returned several minutes later.

"Pet, stand up."

Once I was standing Master began removing my bindings. First the ass hook was removed then the weights and nipple clips. Then the wrist and ankle cuffs I had worn since last night came off. The rope wrapping around my breasts was removed last. All that was left was the chain around my neck.

"Pet, follow me," Master said as he exited the room towards the bedroom next door.

Once in the room I was told to stand in the center of the room. Lying on top of the steamer trunk at the end of the bed was a very peculiar looking object. It resembled a strap-on but for the phallus there was a butt plug slightly larger than the one I had inserted into me the previous night. What made it strange was that the plug was pointing in not out. Lying next to it on the bed were three additional plugs. Each one was slightly larger than the next. It only took me a second to realize what it was for.

Holding up the harness Master said, "Pet you will wear this for a minimum of one hour every day and increase to the next larger size every other day." He then handed me the harness which I preceded to put into place carefully inserting the already well lubricated plug into my tight back hole. Once in place I felt a much fuller feeling of something inside of me than with the smaller plug from the night before. I could only imagine what the largest plug would feel like when I inserted it in less than a week.

"Pet, next Saturday I intend to use your ass for the very first time and I expect for you to have it ready for your Master's cock by then. Is that understood?"

"Yes Master, I understand," I replied.

"Pet it is time for you to learn a few new positions. First lie down on your stomach and raise your head up by your elbows keeping your forearms flat on the floor."

I did as Master instructed.

"That is prone. Now stand up with your feet shoulder width apart, hands behind your back, and grasp each of your forearms with the opposite hand."

Quickly I stood and again did as instructed.

"This is stand at attention. Now down on your hands and knees legs apart with your head up looking straight ahead."

I dropped to the floor and quickly assumed this next position.

"This is present your ass."

Then after a brief pause.

"Pet, stand at attention," Master ordered.

As swiftly as possible I moved into the ordered position.

Master turned and opened the lid of the streamer trunk and from it he pulled two leather straps and a magic wand vibrator. The straps he then place around my left thigh one slightly above the other. Next he inserted the wand into the straps and adjusted it so that the rubber ball was placed directly against my clitoris. Soon it began vibrating.

It only took a few minutes for the vibrations against my clit to start working through my body. Soon my knees began to tremble as the feelings radiated outward. What I was required to ask came without having to think about.